Day one begins with 411 sitting in the chair, working on a computer. But nice-looking in a short time, that playgirl is fastened to the chair, her wrists tied back through the bars, ankles fastened to the chair rungs, and her neck to the chair back. Gagged with cloth, a clear plastic plate is strapped over her face gap and chin to hold in the gag. Her fur pie beast play this point is a dual crease, the labia slightly swelled. A “cunt suffering device”, an audio-activated electrical stim, is strapped in place against her fur pie. It is fed into the chat voice for maximum effect. She screams each time the voice speaks, a counterpoint to the monotone of the chat voice. Sheets of metal with lines of protruding nail points, reminiscent of the Spanish Inquisition, are placed between her body and the chair. She is then strapped very tightly onto these so that they press into her skin. The sheer number of these aggravating bites, when experienced over a period of time, overcomes the mind. A vacuum tube sucks her love button quite far into it is throat. Electrodes have been welded into the tube. This time the electric stim is activated by a computer simulated melody. She experiences continual shocks, her body writhing against the thongs, her screams beast drill 1st mild, but beautiful in a short time out of enforcement. Each of her milk sacks is wrapped with cord to become a tight purple globe, bobbling with each scream. Electrodes are applied to her nipples. The music, which had been temporarily suspended, begins one time greater quantity. She screeches in earnest and starts to weep. When the tube is removed from between her haunches, her love button extrudes, quite swollen, wrinkled, and misshapen. She is cookie whipped, her love tunnel having become such a tempting target. Then a marital-device goes to work on her. The clit is bright red and painfully enlarged, ripples of flesh in disarray. She comes, fluid ejecting from her. 411 takes a break to apply her make-up. 731 is brought to her, her arms bound back. 731 is coaxed and prodded until this hottie sucks 411, working that engorged love button back and forth with her tongue. Afterward, the 2 angels are made to sit facing one some other, with 731’s legs hiked up over 411’s. They are tied in this position, their necks thonged together. The captains daughter o nine tails alternately works on one and then the other. Bright red slash marks stand out on 411’s extremely colored back. 731 is then laid on her back on the chair seat. Her legs are folded onto her chest and her ankles and wrists tied up to the chair back, so that this honey becomes the seat of the chair. 411 delicately kisses 731’s wazoo and hips. Then this sweetheart sits on the chair made of girl. Pussy meets obscene cleft, one love tunnel staring into the other. 411 is strapped in place and the one and the other of them are gagged. 731’s a-hole is flogged and tormented. A cigarette tortures 2 sets of labia, 731’s anal sphincter, and 411’s engorged love button. After this scene, 411 sits shackled to the chair. A neck corset is laced on, covering the lower part of her face. Her neck and wrists are locked into metal stocks. A tube is fed through a hole in the neck corset. It leads to a bag of water that is overhead, f0rcing her to gulp constantly. The angle of her arms and body within the frame of the chair creates a iterating diagram, a symmetry of form. Clamps squeeze her teats. A fake wang is thrust inside of her and locked into place. Her meatballs are suctioned and fastened off with rubber bands. The sex gear is positioned beast drill the head of her luscious clit. She moans and squirms. 411 works beast punishment her computer afterward, smiling, her back mottled red and striped. One day down. Two to go.